Chapter 231: Chapter 192: Can It Be Stolen? Lin Li Released a Famous Knife Called Siming!_2
However, after a while, Wang Yuezhi still didn’t reply in the group chat, perhaps busy with romance. Lin Li put himself in Wang Yuezhi’s shoes and was willing to understand the cold shoulder.
"You’re such a bad guy." Ding Sihan, knowing the inside story, pointed at Lin Li.
"Bai Bufan: How invincible—how lonely—@Zhou Baowei"
Bai Bufan was already back sitting next to him, and he wasn’t a good character either.
"Zhou Baowei: ?"
If it weren’t the class group chat with a teacher, Bao Wei might have replied with a few rude words.
"Lin Li, I also lost the bet." Chen Yu Ying hadn’t forgotten the lunchtime playful agreement she made with Lin Li, with the stake being a reasonable request the other would accept.
"I want to tickle your feet, class president." Lin Li answered without a hint of hesitation.
Heartfelt intention.
No choice, the current task seemed to be either a massage or tickling.
Lin Li didn’t know how to massage, and it didn’t count as contact through clothes, so it was unlikely, at most a backup plan.
The first choice was tickling.
Chen Yu Ying: "..."
"Ah?" Chen Yu Ying tilted her phone left, but her head tilted right, looking at Lin Li, filled with confusion.
Lin Li met Chen Yu Ying’s gaze with sincere eyes and confirmed again: "Class president, please let me fully tickle your feet!"
Xiaoding and Xiaoqu were also slightly puzzled.
Did Lin Li have such a fetish?
Why wasn’t it noticeable before?
"Why?" Chen Yu Ying asked.
"Because class president, I want to see you laugh. When you laugh, my world brightens up." Lin Li suddenly spoke sincerely, his voice emotional, "Your smile is the sun."
Loyalty! Earnestness!
Lin Li came from Dandong, craving light-axis dishes.
"Oh oh—" Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu cheered immediately.
Chen Yu Ying: "..."
She was supposed to be shy.
But now she really couldn’t be.
Why could Lin Li, that naughty weirdo, transform affectionate words into cheeky banter? Cheeky banter is cheeky banter!
Who taught you that the way to make a girl laugh is to tickle her feet! You deserve a beating!
"No way, too much, I don’t want to laugh, let your world stay dark." Chen Yu Ying hugged her knees and curled up, her head shaking like a rattle, weak, pitiful, and helpless.
"Is it too much?" Lin Li looked at Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu.
A father knows his daughters well, and the devoted two daughters firmly shook their heads: "Not too much! Support! We also want to see Ying Bao laugh!"
So Lin Li turned back to Chen Yu Ying, his gaze not honest but indeed very enthusiastic.
"Not fully, who knows when you’d stop, you naughty weirdo." Chen Yu Ying still refused but had already given in.
"This can be discussed! We can negotiate the tickling time." Lin Li said immediately, "How about ten minutes?"
"No, at most five minutes." Chen Yu Ying shook her head.
"Deal!" Lin Li answered immediately.
Chen Yu Ying: "..."
Boo hoo! She spoke too hastily!
"Three minutes!" She quickly said.
Lin Li turned his head and whistled, pretending not to hear.
This was the reverse rejection principle of psychology; if you feel a room is too dark and want to open a window, many will refuse. But if you say you plan to explode a nuclear bomb in the room and designate them as zero-distance observers, they’ll agree to you opening the window.
"Class president, extend your leg!" Lin Li rubbed his ten fingers, grinning wickedly.
Chen Yu Ying’s lips pressed tightly against her teeth shining brightly, she hummed, then sighed, and slowly moved one leg towards Lin Li.
"Lin Li, let me find a feather for you!" Ding Sihan got up excitedly.
"No need, if I don’t use my hands but a feather, wouldn’t I waste this opportunity?" Lin Li waved his hand, honestly speaking.
"Oh oh, accidentally forgot you’re an all-out weirdo, sorry." Ding Sihan nodded and sat back down.
"Class president, it’s going to start."
Lin Li’s hand again clasped Chen Yu Ying’s ankle, smiling evilly.
Perhaps the last time was too sudden, so there was no immediate reaction to the ankle being grabbed, but this time she voluntarily extended her leg. Besides, the ankle is quite a private part, and Chen Yu Ying felt a burning sensation at the spot being touched.
Feeling a bit regretful.
"Hmm." Chen Yu Ying’s voice seemed a bit clingy and she didn’t look at Lin Li.
"Here we go~"
Lin Li started tickling Chen Yu Ying’s sole.
Since she was mentally prepared, Chen Yu Ying initially managed to cover her mouth, preventing sounds from escaping, but those who are ticklish know that’s almost impossible. Soon she "hahed" out loud.
Time gradually passed.
"Lin Li, I can’t stand it, I can’t stand it~"
"Class president, not even a minute has passed, can’t stand it but will stand it!"
"No, too ticklish, be gentle~"
"Being gentle makes it more ticklish, like now?"
"Haha~ then focus more on it..."
"..."
On the side, Bai Bufan, having a heated online argument with Zhou Baowei, listened to this kind of sounds, lifted his head in shock:
"This is damn obscene, right?"
Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu exchanged glances, their expressions equally strange, especially when Chen Yu Ying couldn’t laugh anymore and couldn’t speak, her voice was extremely tender and bashful.
Ding Sihan suddenly closed her eyes, then aunt-smiled and remarked softly: "Now the sound and image are synchronized."
Now it’s—imagination! time!
Qu Wanqiu blinked, suspecting Ding Sihan was thinking unapproved thoughts.
"But this sound is truly... Overall... Imaginative." Qu Wanqiu shook her head with a smile, undeniable.
Bai Bufan glanced up at Qu Wanqiu again, realizing it wasn’t his Feifei, he lowered his head and continued arguing.
"Thankfully Ying Bao turned off the monitor, I can’t imagine what her uncle would think hearing these sounds." Ding Sihan opened her eyes, saying amusingly.
"Boom—!!"
"What are you doing?"
The sudden loud sound startled all five present.
The five looked towards the sound origin at the door, where the slightly red-faced Chen Zhongping stood, eyes wide open.
"Just a bet’s penalty."
In the quiet atmosphere, only Lin Li quickly recovered, answering honestly.
Chen Zhongping glanced at the five properly dressed individuals, the boys on one side, the girls on the other, except for the foot part, the distance seemed safe, he relaxed a little and nodded.
Reason told Chen Zhongping, who heard the sounds just now, that it must not be what he feared, after all, there was the low talking and laughter of others, and he had basic trust in his daughter.
But the problem is, fathers don’t need reason at this time.
Not confirming with a glance is impossible for peace of mind.
"Oh, it was the bet’s penalty, haha, I thought it was the bet’s penalty.
No problem, keep playing, but for penalties requiring physical contact, girls should do it to girls, boys to boys, keep some distance. Of course, since you’re good friends, it’s just a suggestion."
Chen Zhongping’s speech sped up, especially when Chen Yu Ying got up with a stern Xiaohai face.
"I’ve placed the things on the entrance’s umbrella rack, I’m leaving now."
He turned and departed.